Aryes: Hey guys! I am back with a new chapter! My computer has another virus so I am writing from another computer so trust me when i say this was meant to be put out 2 weeks ago! I missed you all and I hope you sincerely like this chapter, because i worked really hard when I wrote it! Please review so I can see your feedback of it and please be honest! :) without further ado here we go!

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Chapter 6: Days Don't Die at Dusk

"Three conditions must be met before an invisible bond can form between a Monster and a God:

One: Both species must express a strong emotion when they touch.

Two: Both species must look one another in the eyes during that touch.

Three: They must both be below the age of 25 or else the bond will not be created.

~Pg.20 from "The Law of the Monsters"

"Damn it, the Gargoyles saw me," Namie cursed under her breath as her steeled eyes spied the grey wing tips of a Gargoyle in the mirror disappearing behind the garden shed building in the distance by the parking lot pulled out of, knowing full well now that a Gargoyle had been spying on her. 'Damn it, Shit! The Gargoyles must have already reported it to Shiki! He is going to be on my tail now, so not good! I need to move faster, and in camoflauge somehow! I definitely can't go back to Seiji's school now! Just great! Oh NO! Seiji! SEIJI~! NO NO NO! HE IS GOING TO MISS ME! WHAT IF THEY HURT HIM!' Namie's brown and black eyes widened at the very real possibility of her brother being hurt in any way!

Her foot stomped on the brake hard enough to break her foot, grinding her white van to an insane halt. A thump sounded as something smacked at the back of her truck, audibly she drew a calm steady breath, reminding herself of the precious cargo in the truck as well so over thinking could ruin her test subject. She shifted in her seat as she thought carefully about Seiji, most likely they would not harm him because he has nothing to do with her operations. At the most, they would simply question him about me, but luckily, Seiji didn't know anything about her work so he'd be safe. Namie's foot eased off of the brake reluctantly, but she knew that even though she wouldn't be able to see her brother for a while, he was at least safe.

The car sped now once again down the long gravel road . It was a really long time from here to a real street. Rairabukuro was built with the mindfulness that some students didn't want to be here, and some have powers that were harder to control more than others, especially the urges that came with some of those powers (vampires, were-wolves, etc..) Monsters, if present, could lay a whole 5 mile radius into nothing but a crater if they were pushed to their limit, so with those thoughts in mind, the school was built with 25 miles from civilization from every direction. They also made it so there were few trees at school grounds, but after that it was all grassland.

There was almost nowhere to hide if you were being chased by any of the Rairabukuro staff or worse than that, a Hala of a dog type. If they had a Hala with blood hound genes or wolf genes, the escapee was as good as caught. The fact was that all species or "monsters" as humans call us all, must attend for 2 years, but the council had changed it last year after a massacre occurred in the USA. The monster that had committed the act was a young 18 year old Night Walker, he was a Frankestien, and when he had spoken in front of "The Court of the Hidden" he had been so sad from what he had done.

He explained what had happened at the Bank where the massacre occurred, which was that he had lost his temper when a female human had been rude to him. He had seen only red as he killed everyone in the Bank, all 16 people. It had been an accident, remorse so clearly seen in his eyes, and the monster police officers that had been at the scene explained what they saw when they entered into the crime scene. The Frankenstien boy had been crying and staring at his bloody hands, he had put up no resistance of arrest.

The boy was given by the Court of the Hidden, 4 years of jail, and 2 extra years of Rairabukuro training. The boy's name was never given, but ever since then they have upgraded the school system with new teachers, academics, and longer time there. Every student was now required 4 years of Rairabukuro Academy, which was probably for the best considering the types of students they get every year.

Shizuo Heiwajima, Namie smiled as she thought of her achievement currently passed out in the duffel bag, Monsters were a very in demand human product indeed. They were by far the hardest species to catch from any creature species and they were also prime slave trade product. What made Monsters so hard to catch was that they were always on their guard, had good instincts, and were very powerful, so catching one of them, especially as young as Shizuo with no trouble, was almost too good to be true. Another reason why Monsters are prime material is because they are a worthy science experiment, because of this strength they possess, they last longer and can endure more pain mentally and physically.

Every other species has had at least dozens of kidnappings and are jealous of the fact that Monsters were not so easily captured as they were, but all Monsters had the fact that they were dumber than most elevated species, but they made that up in brawn alone though, including the fact that they also usually traveled in packs like wolves. Monsters themselves were not the problem, but rather the training they endure is the most painful. Each Monster was fairly dangerous, and Namie was sure she would never be able to catch one, but as luck would have it one Monster appeared at Rairabukuro Academy for the first time in 5 years.

Quickly, Namie started down the road with roaring speed, passing by the decorative trees so fast that they blended together in an orange, red, and yellow blur, passing through the window like a scene from a painting. They were all mixing together with the green grass behind the trees, making it tempting to stare at, but the raven haired woman's bright smirk and dark eyes watched the road and mirrors, solely focused on her escape with the freshman student Shizuo Heiwajima. She then heard a muffled groan in the back seat behind her, Namie smiled viciously almost pondering how the blonde looked in the duffel bag, all piled together and cramped.

She really hadn't had much time to look at him when she stuffed him in the duffel bag, she had accidently scratched the blonde when she had tried to stuff him in the bag. It had been so hard to carry him around the school, and twice Namie had almost nearly dropped him on the way out to her car. The Nerve Frenzy spell was making all of his senses heightened, so most people wake up 2 days later, because of the overly stimulized cells heat up the body to tempatures of fever range, but would not do any harm to him, he would just overheat.

Namie Yagiri was confident that nothing could wrong with the plan she had built in her fervor of panic a moment after she thought of her brother, but maybe, perhaps this was what made her downfall more hard to digest as she heard a feral growl erupt from the duffel bag in the back seat, making her heart almost stop at the suddeness. It was not even a growl that he emitted, but a long string of words that seemed to seep out of the black and bloody duffel bag in the corner of back seat. The black haired woman's pale hands and heart trembled, her fingers gripping till they looked as white as snow in fear and confusion as she heard the words getting louder like a mantra. The chant was only murmurs at first only unsettling her, but it grew with every passing second a little louder, and as Namie deciphered the chant's lyrics her heart froze with rising terror as each word was ragged and teeming with blood lust aimed at her.

"...kill...kill...Kill...KILL...KILL, KILL,KILL,KILL!" The raven shook at the wheel in fright, not even daring to turn around to look at the bag that now shook, most likely with anger, and murderous intent, in fear of what her gaze would meet. A passing chill crawled up Namie's skin as she drove faster, hoping with every passing second that the spell would somehow turn up its potentcy and shut him up, but there was no saving grace for the kidnapper as she heard his words very loudly in the car, echoing behind her. She then heard the most heart stopping sound she had ever heard in her life as the zipper on the bag slowly slid down to the other end, the bag was now unzipped.

Namie couldn't breathe a single breath as she felt the horrifying sound of silence surround her, the chanting had stopped. Namie's cold hands trembled as her some tears fell from her wide onyx eyes onto her white dress jacket shirt. Her heart threatened to give away her terror, fearing every moment would be her last, especially if she looked in the rear view mirror to meet eyes with the her captive. The silence was suffocating her slowly as she looked in the distance at the gravel road and green grasslands ahead. That was when it happened she heard something from the back seat once more, only that this sound was more confusing and lethal to her heart than any other deadly weapon. It was the only thing her cold stone heart could not take, and it was the main reason why she took the enemies in surprise.

In the back seat of the van, Shizuo was crying uncontrolable tears, and his words rambled in sadness and deep convinction that made Namie Yagiri's heart wrench in absolute sadness at the action, almost making her feel guilty as she heard the double voice fight the tears with his words, "I am so sorry,...mother, father...Why did you have to disappear and leave...me to..." He cut off abruptly making Namie's steel eyes dare to raise in the mirror above her, and what she saw made her foot on the brake press involuntairly like before. Shizuo Heiwajima, who had been stuffed in a duffel bag hastily only an hour before, held his head in his tan hands, clearly very disoriented. He was clearly unstable and Namie was conflicted.

'Should I speak to him?' Namie pondered whether it would really help the situation. She had to be very careful about how she addressed the situation, Shizuo may be naïve because of the spell, but the spell was obviously not effective enough to keep him asleep the initial two days it was supposed to. Namie knew very well that the new line she walked was a very very thin one, one that could snap with the wrong words and kill her. The blonde was shaking and trembling, now holding his head in frustration supposedly. Namie's voice finally free of terror spoke to Shizuo kindly, "Shizuo, will you please look in my eyes." Shizuo's sad sobbing stopped and slowly Namie brought the car to a stop on the gravel road as she parked the car in the middle of the road.

Finally, Namie turned her body in the seat to face Shizuo as she waited for him to look at her. Slowly, Shizuo looked upwards and the blonde tresses fell to the side, parting so Namie could see the new teary eyes, but Namie couldn't help as her throat tightened fearfully. The thing looking at her was the Monster side she could tell almost instantly, his eyes were blacker than hers almost totally dead with an absence of light. Shizuo's lips were pale and parted strangely as cold puffed from them, but the strangest thing about it was that it was the beginning of fall and it was only 60 degrees Fahrenheit, yet Shizuo's gaze held an ice cold grip on her heart. His black hazed eyes seemed to not be focused as tears fell from them once more, Namie watched the action in shock.

'What the HELL! What on earth is happening?! He is just supposed to be another subject, a Monster, but he is crying...Biologically Monsters can't cry! They are born without tear ducts! How can he be crying? It's impossible! What on earth is he?!" Namie's onyx eyes shrunk in fear as a whispered question fell from Namie Yagiri's lips, "...What...W-What are you?" Shizuo's black eyes widened in a look that scared Namie as she saw Shizuo shake like a broken robot that could not compute. Namie's hand unlocked her seat belt hesitantly as she slid her other hand to the door handle, yanking it with conviction. The raven haired woman's breath left her as she felt her legs running out a safe distance from the car, her heartbeat pounding in her ear like a warning. Namie stopped running and then turned around to see the van unchanged.

Shizuo was still inside, but that was not the case for long as she heard an eerie loud ripping sound followed by her seeing the side door of her van twisted inward as it was grabbed roughly by Shizuo's powerful tan hands. The monster's eyes still the same as before and now he did something other than crying, his hand slowly crunching it harder as he sat in the seat with a blank look.

Then the door disappeared to the side with a quick throw from the Monster's long arms, his dark eyes twisted into a painful expression that made Namie scared for not just her van. The Monster said no words as he slowly got down from the van, the blonde's lifeless face never leaving Miss Yagiri's gaze for a second. 'How...How has this happened!?...ha...Ha...HAHA! His eyes are so cold...I just want...it's so terrifying...What am I even doing?!...He is not a Monster is he?...'

Shizuo now stood just above Miss. Yagiri steadily, staring into her eyes, entrancing her as her body stilled in acceptance, she was going to die. The woman felt a rise of bubbly panic however rise, because of the fear of death. Suddenly, Shizuo's arm shot up behind him, catching Namie's attention with the movement as his tan large hand, now bloodied, clutched a shaking knife that had been aimed at her head. Lifeless Shizuo's teeth gritted sharply and his hair sharpened up in alert, like an animal, 'Like a Monster.' The blonde's head craned to the side to look up at a figure Namie Yagiri knew all too well that floated overhead in the sky. The person she knew of floated carelessly in the air above them with a smug grin stretched across his face, and red curious eyes that watched them both, but this time the boy's red God eyes could not sway her.

Izaya's red intuative eyes could never match the cold merciless darkness that Namie Yagiri had seen in Shizuo Heiwajima dark hazed eyes. Her heart was still gripped in their clutches as we speak because she knew that she had awakened the Monster inside Shizuo Heiwajima. She knew it as soon as he turned away from her that the "Frenesi Nervios" had actually done more than just put his senses on high alert, she had also awakened the extra senses that all animals held deep until confronted with adversity: Blood Lust, Intimidation, Possessiveness, Territorial urges, and more animal-like urges unlike any other species on earth. Her heart pounded in fear as her brain refused to keep thinking anymore when Shizuo's eyes flashed into her memories, stopping any further thought as she fainted onto the ground with one thought.

'I have unleashed the most terrifying monster the world has ever seen.'

Izaya floated above the gravel road below him, each second making Izaya more excited with anticipation. 'I wonder how far ahead they are, the Gargoyle from the garage said that they had only just left, they have gone quite a distance then hmmm~' Izaya thought objectively only to hear Themis' voice speak to him. 'Izaya!' The raven's red eyes widened as he heard Themis shout in his head urgently giving him a flickering headache, but Themis had never sounded this alarmed and concerned before.

'What is it, Themy-chan?' Izaya asked in thought , alarmed at the sudden outburst in his head and wishing the ringing would cease. 'Up Ahead! There is a dark presence there! I sense it in my bones, Izaya! There is a powerful entity ahead of us on the road. Be cautious as you approach. I am hearing thoughts from the road ahead that I am going to transfer to you.'

Suddenly in an instant he heard and identified Namie Yagiri's thoughts, 'What the HELL! What on earth is happening?! He is just supposed to be another subject, a Monster, but he is crying...' Izaya heard black and white noise as the other parts of the thoughts scattered between the noises, ' What...earth... he?...How...How has this happened!?...ha...Ha...HAHA! His eyes are so cold...I just want...it's so terrifying...What am I even doing?!...He is… a Monster is he?...' Then the thoughts faded leaving Izaya to wonder what had happened and piece it together which was really not doing anything to relieve his headache.

"It seems Shizu-chan is crying, which means he is awake and alive for now, also something has happened to them. Perhaps the one with cold eyes could be the protozoan, but it is also possible there is another person involved." Izaya said observantly categorizing the facts into a logical explination, it was what he was good at, information. 'It would seem so, doesn't it? Be careful as you approach.' Themis commented to Izaya, in return Izaya scoffed like it was an absurd suggestion as he flew closer to the target. He could now see the white van of Namie Yagiri, the door smashed and thrown behind the car, torn and twisted.

What caught Izaya's attention the most was Shizuo and Namie, who were a few feet away from the car in the feild. He saw Shizuo standing over Miss Yagiri, who was sitting on the grass in fear and defeat, it was evident in her onyx eyes even from his distance. Izaya's mind assessed the situation and instantly found the safest action was to attack Miss Yagiri while she was down on the ground, injuring and if Shizuo was being manipulated by the Manu he would awaken from the spell.

So, decidedly, Izaya grabbed a spare scalpel knife from his coat pocket and spoke softly in a double voice not to alert either people of his presence above, " et decit via". It meant "Guiding Path" and it would always make sure that what he threw would hit his intended target everytime. The raven watched as the knife glowed faintly with a red glow in his hand, then he swiftly threw it. The raven's smile spread across his face as it flew towards Miss Yagiri, behind Shizuo, but as Izaya saw the knife fly from his pale hands, he had seen a slight movement from the corner of his red eyes. He thought it was nothing, but his intuition told him that his knife, for once, would not hit his intended target. Izaya watched as the slight movement turned out to be Shizuo catching his knife in his bare tan hands, effortlessly and silently.

This action should have disheartened him or made him shocked, but none of these emotions appeared. Izaya did feel something as he felt adrenaline pouring into him along with excitement and curiosity and even a little bit of pride for his rival. 'Izaya, I told you to be cautious, not reckless!'

'Themy-chan, this is my battle, please stay out of my thoughts unless you have new information that would be actually useful to me.'

'IZAYA! You don't understand what is going to happen if you keep-'

'Themis!'

Izaya thought darkly at the god as he continued, knowing full well that this would be an intense battle, but having Themis annoy him the whole time would ruin his fun experience and potentially get him killed, 'I would like you to be quiet while I fight, I know what I am doing Themy-chan.' All Izaya heard was a sigh in his thoughts from the god, so Izaya knew he had won against him, but none of that mattered now.

Now Izaya had another battle to win, but there was a little twinge in Izaya's mind was going off. Something was odd with the blonde boy as he watched him catch his knife without a care, and not even a single comment to go with his magnificent catch, not even a growl. His tan hand was bloodied and flowing as the blonde's strong grip on the wiggling knife never wavered in the slightest, as if pain had no effect on him.

Izaya's smug smile fell as he watched the blonde's hair slightly edge upward as Shizuo turned around. Izaya's breath involuntarily stopped in his throat in shock as his eyes met black lifeless hazed one's that were directed right at him. A cold chill of thrill went down his back, excitement and fear pumping through his veins as Shizuo walked to where the car was, his lifeless eyes never leaving the God's, rippling anger glowing in them like a fire from hell. 'So he remembers me? I guess it wasn't a memory loss spell, I wonder what Namie did to him?' Izaya hummed thoughtfully.

"Shizu-chan~ are you going to fight me? Hmm~!" Izaya cooed at the blonde, watching as the dark black eyes were shut and opened, he saw Shizuo raise his bloody hand to his own face, viewing it. He was staring at his hand, blankly at first, but suddenly a scream ripped its way out of Shizuo. 'No, not a scream,' Izaya corrected himself, 'a roar.' Izaya floated downward to the ground as he saw Shizuo grab his own hand and yell something over and over like a prayer, 'Stop! STOP! JUST STOP! NO! GO AWAY FROM ME!' Shizuo'd double voice cried along with his, Izaya could only stand on the still grass as his ears almost bled from the loud animal-like whine that came from the blonde.

'Themis, can you hear Shizuo's thoughts?' Izaya asked quickly as he saw the blonde boy holding his head painfully shaking and gripping his head, pulling his hair slightly as his hands digged though his hair. 'Izaya...the thoughts I am hearing,...there is more than one voice. I can't keep up with them, but seems Heiwajima's voice is losing against them…., Wait! Now he is pushing all the thoughts back!' As soon as Izaya heard Themis' findings, Shizuo obscene wailing halted into a soundless scream. Izaya saw that he was still shaking, that is until Themis said, "Izaya he's coming to surface!" Izaya jumped a way's back from Shizu-chan as he saw the boundless energy of unmistakable red glowing brightly lighting up the blonde's body.

'It seems that the Monster of Rairabukuro is waking up'

"DAMN IT! Shut up you jackasses! This is bullshit! I am going to live my own fucking life the way I want to, so stay out of my fucking head!" Shizuo Heiwajima was once again back in the world of the living as he felt air breathe into his lungs. His throat was raw so he coughed at the sudden intake of air, slowly looking around at his surroundings after the fit of coughing ceased. He saw grass and road, then he saw the messed up white van, along with the torn door. The torn door had been ripped off its hinges making Shizuo guess what had happened, he had probably woken up grumpy and crazy, the blonde's once again hazel eyes slightly cringed in regret.

'Wait! Where is that women who was with me?' Shizuo swung his body around to see the woman passed out in the grass. 'Did...Did I kill her?!' Shizuo's heart crunched as he walked toward her, terrified with every step that he had killed her until he heard a voice from behind him. "Well Shizu-chan~, did you wake up from your stupor now? Also don't worry, that bitch is alive, she just passed out, that's all. So~ did you have fun wreaking everything?" Shizuo turned around upruptly, his heart in his throat and his eye's widened in shock as he saw Izaya Orihara right behind him. Shizuo could only think of one question that begged to be answered at the moment,..

'What happened here!?'

Aryes: Any suggestions about how I go about this lovely exchange between two hot supernatural men? Please comment and let me know your great ideas! Please tell me if you liked it! I also give thanks to the lovely music I listened to to get this chapter going!

Bombshell Blonde - Owl City

Twilight Homicide (English cover)- Jayn (the link is below for this one so feel free to listen to her awesome music)

watch?v=ZNYEhaUBrF4&list=PLF60787E7BE17DBA3&index=25

~Aryes